To him came from Sicily longshot Achates, and shieldbearing comrades with him, a great host of Cillyriol and Elymoi, and those who lived round the seat of the Palicoi; those who had a city by the lake Catana near the Sirens, whom rosy Terpsichore brought forth by the stormy embraces of her bull-horned husband Achelous those who possessed Camarina, where the wild Hipparis disgorges his those from the winding water in a roaring flood ; sacred citadel of Hybla, and those dwelling near Altos, where the rock alight and kettles of fire boil up the hot flare of Typhaon’s bed; those who scattered their houses along the beetling brow of Peloros and the bland ground of sea-resounding Pachynos and Sicilia Arethusa, where after his wandering travels Alpheios creeps proud of his Pisan chaplet—he crosses the deep like a highway, and draws water, the slave of love, unwetted over the surface of the sea, for he carries a burning fire warms through the cold water. After these Phaunos came, leaving the […] Pelorian plain of three-peak Sicily the rocky, whom Circe bore embraced Croton of the Deep? Circe the witch of many, Aletas’s sister, who dwelt in the deep- the western clime, the cities of wandering Cadmos the clouds, Fort here on a time dwelt Cadmos by contrary winds, on the voyage with his bride ! Harmonia still a maiden. The of her beauty bred war and armed hostile The Libyan army named her Charis, the Bistonian girl bloomed like another Charis this world and even more dainty, and the Graces’ Hill of Libya had its name from her. So the Maur people of the desert because of her beauty were stung with mad lust of robber warfare, and took arms, horrible barbarian Ares wild with. Bat Harmonia’s mate held his shield before — grasping in hand the spear of Libyan Athena defend his beloved wife, and put to flight the whole nation of western Ethiopians, with armed Zeus as ally, with Ares and Cythereia. And there as they say, by the Tritonian she, Cadmos the wanderer lay with rosy-cheek Harmonia, and the Nymphs […] made a song for them, and Cypris together with the Loves decked out a fine bed for the wedding, hanging in the bridal chamber golden fruit from the Nymph garden, a worthy lovegift for the bride: clusters of their leaves Harmonia and Cadmos twined through their hair, amid the abundance of their bridechamber, in place of the wedding-roses. Still more dainty the bride apharp to join the revels, and with tripping foot he twirled the heavens round like a ball, while he sang a stave of harmony himself not far away. Cadmos too, in memory of the love of his wedded bride, paid his footing in the Libyan land by building a hundred cities, and he gave to each lofty walls inaccessible, with towers of stone. With his memory in mind, came warriors to the host, forefighters of Enyo when Beoeskos went to war : those who dwell in settlements near the Moon’s birthplace and the southern shelters of Zeus Asbystes the horned prophet, where Ammon the Western Zeus has often uttered oracles in the shape of a ram with three spiral horns ; those whose home was on the sandy plain of parched land beside the stream of Chremetes and the water of Cinyps; Auschisai and Bacales together, bred in a corner of the West, and more than others devoted to Ares,
So great was the […] of the hundred cities; and their masses came by Crataigonos, whom Anchiroe daughter of Chremetes brought forth on her father’s riverbank in that short-lasting union with Psyllos the harebrained ; the bridegroom she held in her arms was the gods’ enemy. Notos, that hot wind, once burnt his crops with parching breath whereupon he fitted out a fleet and gathered a naval swarm of helmeted warriors, to stir up strife against the winds of the south with avenging doom, eager to fiery Notos. To the island of Aiolos sailed the fleet; but the Winds armed themselves and fogged the madman’s vessel, volleying with tempestuous […] in a whirlwind throng of concerted confederate blasts, and sank Psyllos and armament in a watery grave.
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